He's a rude guest," Greg said."Oh that. He's like family and not a guest. The only reason he asked which room was his is because he sleeps on the couc... when we have a lot of guests," William said."Oh," Greg said.It was five minutes later that Doug came out of his room to find William and Greg seated on the sofa. Settling into his favorite chair, he asked, "So what's so important that you have me come here all of the way from Princeton?"William answered, "I want you to meet Greg Banner. Greg,. Suddenly his boss, Mr. Jamison, walked into the room making Donald jump slightly, "Have you finished with the El-Com contract yet?" Actually no, Mr. Jamison. I was going to finish it off on Monday." Sorry, no can do, old son. The timetable's been brought forward, I'm afraid. You are going to have to put extra hours in on this one. I'll need it on my desk first thing Monday morning. It'll have to be a late night, or over the weekend, but I need it on my desk by the deadline without fail. Look, I. “I just did the same.”“Well, then, either he thinks we are in a very important meeting, or he knows we are about to have a nooner,” Grace laughed.“You’re incorrigible!”“No, I’m hot, wet, and needy.”“Mmm, Ms. Remy, scoot back from the desk.”Grace slid the chair back, making room for Mac as he unzipped his pants and sat on his desk facing her.“Now then, Ms. Remy, be a good girl and take my cock out of my pants. Mmm, that’s right, just like that.”Grace complied, looked up at Mac, and batted her. To my amazement he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked away the remnants of two loads of cum. We quickly put our cocks away and zipped up. I managed to glance down and to my horror saw a line of his cum running down my suit trousers. Despite the heat of the train I closed my overcoat and did up a couple of buttons. "Nice cock, nice load" he said. "likewise" was all I could muster in reply.The train entered my station and I made to leave. "My stop too" he said with a wink. "Maybe we will.